Mya,My Darling

I'm not exactly sure WHAT my problem is, but for about the last month, Mya has been on my absolute LAST nerve. Seriously. It's a struggle to not slap her, or spank her, or put her to bed, so I usually just look at Dustin (with that look in my eye) and say, "Can you take YOUR child?" So...I've done some thinking, and have a few different conclusions:
1. I haven't slept in MY bed for WEEKS
2. Mya hasn't slept in her bed in weeks
3. Change, all this BLINKING change!!
4. stress...duh
5. She's 2? I'm 26?
6. JEALOUSY. I want to just sit and cry on a normal basis (for any number of reasons), and I don't have the courage to do it. And she does. I want to throw myself on the floor, kicking and screaming for NO apparent reason, and even though it's frowned upon when a 2 year old does it, imagine how silly it would look for a 26 year old (see #5)
7. We both miss our Alabama family
8. She enjoys irritating me?

Ok...maybe not that last one, but it sure does seem like it sometimes. Truth be known, I'm thrilled we are back in WA, I'm just not thrilled about the state of limbo we've been in, and most likely will be for another couple of weeks. One day, maybe I'll get better at this moving thing...but that would mean more practice at it, and I don't think I would care for that. I can't wait to get on a schedule again, and have some normalcy in our lives.

Back to the title of this blog, Mya, My Darling. And she is. I love her, even if it's hard sometimes. I just hope she'll still love me once we're through this...